My Wife is From a Thousand Years Ago

  Chapter 130 The car turns into a bead

  While Jiang He was thinking about when to show Xu Qing his skills, he saw his eyes, and his mouth trembled with anger.

   "You want to touch!"

   "Yes, I think."

   "You just want to..."

  Jiang He was half talking, and suddenly he got stuck.

  ? ? ?

   "Hurry up and cook, I'm starving to death."

  Xu Qing yelled while stroking her chest, and could only touch herself if she couldn't touch it.

   Putting away the pen and paper, leaning on the chair and thinking, he scratched his chin, a little confused about Jiang He's work.

What does   do...Is it important?

   is not important to Jiang He, as long as she can make money properly, even if she goes to the construction site to move bricks with her hands, she can be very happy—the wages there are high, and her weird power makes it easy to earn ten times more than typing on the keyboard.

  But is he willing? Unwilling.

  Xu Wenbin has the same idea with him...

  When Jiang He made the food, Xu Qing was still sitting in the chair thinking.

"time to eat."

  She greeted her to help serve the meal, and when she saw Xu Qing holding the chopsticks, she wanted to start eating. She could not hold back and said, "Wash your hands."

   "I didn't go out again..."

   "You can't go out without going out."

   "Did you wash your hands every day?" Xu Qing stood up reluctantly.

   "No."

  Jiang He naturally seldom washes her hands at that time, and there is no such condition, but this does not affect her to develop a habit here.

  Perhaps because it is convenient now. From Kaiyuan to modern times, she even has a little cleanliness. She must wash her hands before eating—of course, it may also be out of respect for food.

  She looked down at her clean hands. Because of the frequent soaking in hot water to keep her hands warm, her hands were not as rough as they were when she first came, and they became whiter and whiter.

  Girl’s nature...

  Xu Qing came back and sighed after washing her hands.

  The lunch was very good. Jiang He bought more vegetables after selling the gold coins. The small fried pork slices glowed with attractive luster and were placed on the table with aroma.

   "We will go home again another day. I haven't been back this month."

   "Huh? Oh."

   Jiang He replied absent-mindedly, and looked down at his chest.

  Hands, shoes, feet, calves... and breasts.

  She had never experienced this kind of feeling before, and seemed to be liked by him everywhere.

  If someone else said that, it would have been cut long ago, but...

  Jiang He raised his eyes and glanced at Xu Qing, and took the chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.

  The two are innocent...

   "What are you blushing?" Xu Qing was surprised.

   "My face is not red."

  Faced with Jiang He's hard mouth, Xu Qing looked at her suspiciously, and then at the computer, suspecting that she had broken through the 365 security guard's line of defense and looked at something that shouldn't be seen.

  The internet is harmful.

  Reducing the taste...Bah!

   "I just sorted out the things that are easier for you to learn and do, and there are tutorials, and I will post them to your computer later to see which ones you like, or if you have anything you want to do, you can discuss with me."

  Xu Qing turned her head and said, “You will always have something you like. As long as it is not very inappropriate, I will not stop you, but will only give you appropriate suggestions.”

  "Because I am a modern person?" Jiang He asked.

  "It's only half. The main thing is that you have been here for a long time, you have been familiar with it for so long, and you have your own ideas. You should try to do what you want to do."

   "Okay, wait for you to get me on the computer."

  For the baby of computer, Jiang He loves it as he uses it. This should be the greatest invention.

  The first time she saw that the weather forecast could predict the next ten days, she was even surprised by a miracle, although after more than a month of verification, she found that it was not so accurate...

  The meal is finished.

  Xu Qing washed the dishes in the kitchen, and then came out to see Jiang He sitting cross-legged on the sofa with his feet clasped and cutting his nails, and couldn't help shaking his head.

   "Where is your sword?"

   "My sword is in the house."

   "Are you ready? I want to see."

   "Go get it."

Entering Jiang He’s house, the small utility room is unusually neat. Some of the previous odds and ends are piled up in one corner and covered with cloth. The side of the wall against the window is the bed, and the quilt is neatly stacked. There, the pillow is pressed on it. At the corner of the bed stood a brand-new sword, which Xu Qing bought for her in a certain treasure and used it for practice.

   "I'm talking about the one you brought."

   "Under the bed." Jiang He shouted in the living room.

  Xu Qing lay down and took a look. The bottom of the bed was also cleaned by her. The sword was wrapped in a cloth and lay quietly underneath.

  Take the sword out and untie the cloth strips, revealing its original face. The surface of the hilt is smooth, quiet and gratifying, with a kind of warm old air.

  "How long have you used this sword? It's all out of the patina."

  He came out of the living room with a sword, pushed the winter melon on the sofa aside, sat down, and asked Jiang He next to him.

   "It took... many years." Jiang He thought for a while but didn't remember the specific year and month.

   "Used since childhood?"

   "Almost, I took it with me the first time I went out, and it was broken several times in the middle, but it was repaired."

   sonorous!

  Xu Qing drew the sword out, looked at the gloss on the sword, held his breath, and took a closer look.

   Jiang He is not very old, but this sword is not too young. The body of the sword is wiped clean by her, and there is not much dirt in the blood tank, only iron color is left.

  The scabbard is not two pieces of wood. There are also several patterns engraved on it. Compared with the sword, it is much more beautiful, but the size is not suitable. Every time the sword is drawn, the sound is a little loud.

   "I picked up this scabbard."

  "I picked it up?" Xu Qing doubted the authenticity of this word.

   "Hmm... I picked it up from someone else."

   "Oh~"

  Not from the road, but from someone else.

   "What are you looking for my sword for?" Jiang He asked.

   "...It's nothing, just put it away."

  Xu Qing originally planned to go fishing and told her to throw it away. Seeing the mottled marks on the sword, she heard that she had broken it several times and repaired it, and she suddenly felt a little reluctant.

  It’s okay to just leave it like this, unless two people go to kill and get searched... to that point, it’s the same with or without this sword.

  "If the hilt of your sword becomes a bead, it must be valuable."

  He laughed, put the sword into its sheath, re-wrapped it with cloth, and looked at Jiang He who was cutting his nails.

   "What do you mean?" Jiang He asked.

   "Nothing, do you want me to cut it for you?"

"No need to!"

  Jiang He resolutely refused, not at ease when he was done, moved around and turned his back to him.

  Xu Qing did not tease her anymore, holding the sword and remembering the creepy feeling that Jiang He pointed at.

   should be murderous?

  He turned his head to look at Jiang He, who was pressing his nail clipper seriously, his silly appearance was not like two people at the beginning.

   "With a stable life, who would like to work hard with others?"

"that's nice."

   "What?" Jiang He tilted his head and was startled when he saw Xu Qing's eyes.

   "I feel lucky, I have to thank...Thank you Tathagata Buddha."

  Xu Qing smiled and took the sword back to the house, and threw the sword under his bed.

   "Leave me there, anyway, I don't need it."

  (End of this chapter)